Stolen lighters
Stolen lyrics
Stolen valor
Stupid spirit
Has been haunting this house
For god knows how long now
The sun still looks the same
In Western Utah
As it did in your mom’s backyard
Getting ahead of myself
Forever falling behind
And making the easy look hard
So we become our fathers
Or we break the curse
We can’t find the time
Instead, we try to find the words
From here to tallahasse
You know that you will have me
Staying up and sleeping on floors
Placing my trust in a stranger and in peace over war
A handshake agreement
A hole in the wall
A hollow exchange of our surnames
And surely the end isn't the end after all
It’s all just water under the bridge
It’s you smiling in the backseat
You know it’s all the same to the sheriff
Kid it’s whatever makes you happy
You will never see ur friends again
You will never see the sunrise at this rate
When it gets so hot you can’t rip your skin off
But you can still pass around the plate
Just like the runner on second
You took something that wasn’t yours
You will do it until it kills you
You’re gonna die when you get too bored
Getting homesick on the airplane
Getting nauseous in a crowd
An ultimatum is still fair game
It’s just not the kind that makes you proud
Go back to montana
Go get high in montreal
You could watch a meteor shower
You could watch the government just kill us all
So if u die
In a sniper’s sight
And they confirm the kill
I will know you still
I will know you still
I will know you still
I’ll remember your boyish charm
And your favorite football team
All of the scars on your upper arm
And what you meant to me
It is 75 and sunny
And you are scared of turning 23
It is a bouquet bought from blood money
It’s the first song you heard on an mp3
They’re gonna miss you if you leave
And they’ll resent you if you stay
So while you still have two feet beneath you
You need to get the fuck away
Three guys in a shower
Three 7s in a row
You get superstitious in the summer time
And it’s been years since you've seen the snow
There’s blood inside the water
There is beauty on the knife
And you can take a beating kid
But can you take a life?
What if you find christ?
What if you find a copper pipe?
And you see him in an alley
Think it’s time to leave the valley
